Hearing this, Fengjiu turned to look at the teacher with a bad temper. Seeing that his face was flushed and he was staring at her, veins were faintly visible on his neck, and his breathing was rapid and angry, she couldn't help but smile.
"Teacher, you are sick."
As soon as these words came out, the other teachers were stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked at Fengjiu with some disapproval. Even though the teacher had a bad temper, he was still a teacher after all. He said that the teacher was sick, which was really a lack of etiquette for students.
Ye Jing also had a strange look on her face, but she didn't think Feng Jiu had lost her student etiquette. Instead, she was wondering why Feng Jiu said that.
But the bad-tempered teacher was furious when he heard Jian Dan’s words. He released all his pressure and attacked Feng Jiu, roaring like thunder: “Feng Jiu! You are too arrogant! Jian Dan is too presumptuous, too presumptuous! I will report to the deputy dean and expel you from the academy!”
"Teacher, don't be too angry. I'm serious. You are really sick and need treatment." She sighed, looked at the furious teacher spitting out saliva, and couldn't help but take a step back.
At this time, these teachers noticed that the bad-tempered teacher at the peak of the foundation building stage was exerting pressure on Fengjiu. The pressure almost enveloped the young man, but his expression did not change at all. He still looked the same as before, with a smile in his eyes.
Seeing this, several people were slightly startled, some were surprised, and also a little confused. Normally, the foundation-building cultivator is one level higher than the great spiritual master, but this level is often a barrier that many cultivators cannot cross. The strength and pressure of a one-level difference are different. It is absolutely possible for a foundation-building cultivator to crush a great spiritual master, and the pressure of a foundation-building cultivator can also shock the great spiritual master to the point that his blood boils and he is unable to speak.
But why did this happen to Fengjiu
"Fengjiu, stop messing around." Instructor Lu said in a calm voice, feeling like he was joking with the instructor.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu shrugged her shoulders and said, "Okay! If you don't believe me, forget it. However, judging from the instructor's condition, he will definitely collapse within three days."
“You, you…” The instructor was so angry that he gasped for breath when he heard this. If the two instructors beside him hadn’t held him back, he would have rushed up to teach Fengjiu a lesson.
"Old Lu, don't bother with a kid. Come on, sit aside and have a glass of water. I'll ask him about this." Teacher Lu pulled the angry Teacher Lu aside and then came to stand in front of Feng Jiu and Ye Jing.
"What do you two think about this? Do you have any plans? If someone is smearing you, who is that person? Do you have any evidence?"
After hearing what Director Lu said, the two looked at each other, and then Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Director Lu, leave this matter to us! I will personally find the person out."
Seeing him say this, it was obvious that he had an idea in mind, so I asked, "How long will it take?"
"One day is enough." She said with a faint smile on her lips.
"Well, I'll give you one day, go down! If this matter is not handled well, you two..." He didn't say anything else, just gave a reminder.
"Yes, we do."
The two responded and turned to leave. Feng Jiu paused and looked back at the teacher named Lu. She suddenly grinned and said, "Teacher, I'm serious. You are really sick. Don't get too angry recently, otherwise it will be very troublesome."